minceworth

minceworth Feb 2016

Words won't, time can't
Ever make it up;
For you are the one, I'd let into
My world of Solitude.

Sometimes, I do wonder
if it's you or my own image of you.
I don't want an answer.

When that song plays,
And that line I read,
Or a scene that moves me,
You'll cross my mind, always!
Coz you're my Soul friend
One part connected, two parts distant.

Happy birthday Contra

minceworth Jan 2016

Rhythm

Too many things to write and treasure
Even forgot a few, now that it's time
She was in the dream last night, drifting apart
Before I could stop her, I woke up
I didn't give up; kind of!
Coz she already did, to a different place
So I texted her;
A first, from the time she left - a long time ago or not?
We spoke about our dreams
Her dinner was ready and my day was, too!

minceworth Jan 2016

Late Night

The Silence is soulful
The CPU fan is interrupting it; the road its ally
Head lightened by the surprising politics at work
Heart pinching me to find a person to talk to, preferably, a girl
Heavy thoughts sinking in from the movie I just watched and drowning me into them
Hopeful ideas beaming from a corner asking me to start something, that I can call mine
And, the question, I ask myself: Is this Solitude or Loneliness?
Grass is always greener - on the other side!

This is raw! No wordplay. Would love to edit it but sophistication is not the flavor of this season; honesty is! The Raw Deal!

minceworth Mar 2015

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I have flaws.

This is the shortest I've ever written. It is beautiful because everything in it is equally essential to express its meaning, and nothing more than the three words and the full stop can do it.
Starting with *I* - the shortest self-expression with a focus, here not for attention but inwards.
*have* is embracing and acceptance. It is implying possession and at the same time, defining me!
*flaws* - not one but many and its subtle pun towards *laws* is perfectly non-conformist.
*Full Stop* and not an exclamation is making a statement, in fact, it is understated to show class by defying exaggeration or attention.

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